The Red Side is Always Blocking My Dog ​​leash Chapter 151

They ended up sleeping together on the bed in the bedroom.

Because Amuro’s behavior is very strange, I feel that he can’t be allowed to sleep on the sofa alone, anyway, it is only a few hours away from tomorrow, and the bed in the room is very large, even if two people sleep, it is very empty.

So when he heard the sound of the bathroom door opening, Mr. A stuck his head out of the bedroom, “Do you want to sleep together tonight?”

After speaking, it seemed a bit ambiguous, and he added: “The sofa is not very comfortable, and a lot of things happened today, it’s better to have a good rest.”

He had a deep understanding of the first half of the sentence. It was only a few hours. His neck seemed to be broken, and his limbs were sore.

Amuroto seemed stunned for a moment, but he did not refuse: “Okay.”

The air-conditioning port in the room was dutifully blowing the wind, the temperature of the room was cool, and the quilt was just right.

The wound on Jun A’s arm has been re-treated by himself, and finally he tied a beautiful bow. When he stretched out his hand to pick up the pillow and put it in the middle of the bed, the bow swayed, and Amuro’s eyes paused slightly on it. Hearing the other side emphasize: “You sleep over there, I sleep over here, and in the middle is the Chuhe Han world.”

Resting in bed is to relieve fatigue and nourish the spirit, not to exercise the will to experience social death.

Jun A slammed into the quilt that belonged to him, spread out his limbs, and lay down peacefully like a dead man.

Amuro said “…” for a moment, and then he lifted the quilt and lay on his side. As soon as the light was turned off, the air suddenly became quiet as if the power was cut off, and the sound of breathing became more and more obvious.

After a while, he opened his eyes in the dark and asked softly, “Can’t you sleep?”

The other person on the bed was silent for a long time: “Well.”

I tried to breathe as slowly as possible, but was it still discovered?

In fact, it was just a guess that he was pretending to be asleep, and Amuro almost thought he was really asleep because of the silence.

The reason why he couldn’t fall asleep was of course another living person present, but Amuro Toru didn’t mean to go to the living room to sleep on the sofa, the silhouette of the other party moved in the dark, and then some parts became a lot higher and became uneven.

A-jun turned over, facing the direction of Toru Amuro. A dark environment is the best cover. At the same time, because of the loss of vision, other senses have become sharper. The heat from the side.

But maybe it’s because the cold shower is so refreshing, he feels that the current scene is like some kind of night talk, a boy’s whisper… or something?

When you think about it, you don’t have that feeling at all.

“Want to talk about something?” he asked.

Amuro Toru reminded: “But you just said you should rest well.”

Jun A paused for a while: “Oh, then we’ll stop talking.”

In the end, Amuro said, “No, let’s talk.”

Mr. A: …

“You’re a little weird today, Brother Tou.”

He shrank into the quilt, only showing his eyes, and his voice seemed a little dull across a layer: “Is it because you can’t bear Qiu Zeyao?”

The other party didn’t answer, but asked: “What about you, are you willing? As everything Qiu Zeyao has.”

“Of course not, but… that’s something I can’t do. I can’t survive this kind of thing if I don’t want to…”

The further back he got, the weaker his voice became. He hid his guilty expression in the darkness and told lies to the person in front of him.

Amuro Toru judged that his words were mixed with falsehood.

“I tried my best, but…it’s too late…” He also said the same thing at that time.

Indeed, as he said, he tried his best.

So he accepted the reality in this way, unwilling, regretful, angry, nothing, just calmly and calmly fell into the arms of the **** of death.

This is obviously not normal.

Amuro Toru: “I understand, I don’t mean to blame you. Qiu Zeyao and Fujita Yangki are essentially you. Qiu Zeyao’s… disappearing. I care more about you who experienced all this than reluctance. I dreamed just now. Is it time to be in the sea?”

It turned out that he would leave a psychological shadow. A Jun blinked, “It’s nothing, it’s over quickly, because the body is already very weak, and I haven’t had time to experience anything…”

It seems a little strange to say that, but it would be even more strange to tell the other party how he felt at the time. He racked his brains, “This kind of thing is also very common. For a job like ours, we are used to it anyway.”

Oops, why does it feel like it’s getting darker and darker.

Amuro hummed and said, “In this case, you really don’t have to worry about stepping on two boats… I was already prepared to be corrupted by morals, but I’m actually a little curious about how the scene will behave when it is discovered.”

Mr. A?

He was shocked: “You are an upright police officer, so you can easily corrupt your morals?”

Amuro Toru’s outline moved, and he didn’t seem to care: “It’s just a matter of style. If I don’t violate the law, others can only condemn me.”

Mr. A?

“Just kidding.”

Amuro Toru said with a smile: “Well, just kidding.”

Mr. A looked sad and angry: “Damn, the last sleepiness was also scared away by you, I can’t sleep and you have to take full responsibility!”

The decision to sleep together in bed doesn’t seem as good as I just thought.

The topic he is most afraid of now is the future, but fortunately, Amuro will not talk about it often.

There was a delicate feeling of soreness in the bottom of my heart, and I tasted a touch of bitterness in my mouth, but I still had to make a normal response.

Amuro pondered for a moment: “Since you can’t sleep, do you want to do something else?”

A Jun swallowed: “What’s the matter?”

“Eh? Miss Xiaokui is not going to the pool party? There is a super-beautiful light show and a band performance!”

Suzuki Sonoko, as the organizer, is very clear about this, “It’s said to be a mysterious guest, but I can quietly tell you that he is the singer Lucas, who has recently become popular in the United States! Super… handsome! The voice is also quite charming, if you miss it, it will be a lifetime Sorry!”

“Isn’t the exhibition going to reopen tonight?”

Of course you have to go into the water in a swimsuit at a pool party, don’t you think it’s strange to go to the exhibition after it’s over?

Suzuki Sonoko said: “There’s no way, this has been decided before.”

Mao Lilan said: “Miss Xiaokui want to listen to Lucas’ song? There will be three songs in total tonight. Except for one of the new songs specially written for the gem, the other two songs can be heard on the Internet. Live version It must be more shocking.”

Shiliang Zhenchun agreed: “It’s a rare and powerful singer, and the lyrics are also very meaningful.”

A gentleman ten times refused.

The three high school students had no choice but to leave despite their regrets. They went to the children’s room again, screamed Ayumi and Haibara, and went to buy swimsuits for tonight.

Ayumi said strangely: “Why doesn’t Sister Xiaokui want to go to the party?”

Hai Yuanai was pulled by her, and she thought of a possibility: “She is a black fan of Lucas.”

Suzuki Sonoko akimbo: “Impossible, when Xiaolan and Shiliang praised Lucas before, Miss Xiaokui nodded a little approval, even if they are not my fans, they must be fans.”

“There must be some reason.” Mao Lilan pointed his finger to his lips, showing a look of memory, “Miss Xiaokui’s body doesn’t seem to be very comfortable, and her movements are a bit strange.”

Shiliang said innocently, “Miss Xiaokui smells of disinfectant.”

With a single sentence, the other people turned their attention to each other, and she said, “The handle is on the right side. If you open the door inward, most people will use their left hand, right?”

“If you use your right hand, your body will be awkward.” The boyish high school student gestured with his right hand to open the door.

Suzuki Sonoko tapped the palm of his hand: “But just now, Miss Xiaokui used her right hand.”

“That’s right, in fact, her left hand has been hanging beside her.” Shiliang said innocently, “It should be because of an injury. Maybe this is the reason why she didn’t go to the party.”

“Eh!”

“Speaking of which, I haven’t seen Mr. Amuro just now.”

Shiliang Zhenchun’s original thinking direction was what An Yankui did. Conan’s previous attitude seemed to be different. Is there a problem with her?

Conspiracy, murder?

Mr. A took off the coat that he had hurriedly put on just now. Inside was another dark-colored home clothes. The light-gray one could no longer be worn and thrown into the trash can.

The dark blue lining the skin is whiter, and the wound on his left arm that has just been removed from the bandage is bare outside, and some blood is already bleeding, but it has not yet reached the point of bleeding. Above the bony knuckle, a blue-to-purple palm print stood out, and other skin exposed to the air also had bruises of varying sizes.

Opening the bedroom door, Amuro, who was holding a cotton swab in it, was not the clothes from last night. The white short sleeves made the skin darker, and the traces on it were not as conspicuous as Mr. A. A band-aid was pasted on the left cheekbone, and he looked like he was dressed up. Just like the high school students after school, when he saw Mr. A, he put down the cotton swab and picked up a cotton ball, “Want to invite you to the evening party?”

A-jun snorted, sat down and stretched his arm over, “But in this situation, you can’t even wear short sleeves, or you will be suspected of domestic violence.”

He grinned because of the pain of the wound: “Fortunately, I made the disguise first.”

Amuro Toru dealt with the oozing blood, picked up the cotton swab again, and sighed, “I regret it a little bit.”

When he made that proposal, he didn’t expect things to spiral out of control in this direction.

Originally, I just wanted to do some exercise, it would be easier to fall asleep after exercising, and it could also kill off excess energy. As a result, I came up in a rage, but it became even more intense. As a result, both of them were not only injured, but also unable to sleep for a few minutes.

As I lay on the ground exhausted, the morning sun came in through the window.

A-jun smiled when he heard the words: “I didn’t expect me to become so powerful, right?”

An Shitou glanced at him: “I didn’t expect you to do anything to my face.”

Mr. A: …

He smirked, “I said I didn’t mean it… Do you believe it?”

He still counted how much water Amuro gave him. And in turn, he took advantage of the fact that the other party took into account the injury of his arm, and this achieved the final achievement.

This is good, not only can he not go into the water, but Amuro also has to come to accompany him.